Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 77
Chapter 77 She Sold The Ne
As I looked through other colors of yarn, Seraphine leaned in toward my ear and
whispered, “Elliott is kind of cute, isn‘t he?”
I wanted to make sure I had enough yellow yarn to finish the baby nket I’d
started crocheting without having toe back to the store, so I grabbed several skeins and put the gu
ards who Soren had insistede with me to use.
Their names were Elliott and Duke-
I’d asked. They‘d looked surprised that I‘d wanted to know, but I wasn‘t about to walk around town with
two men and not even know their names.
Raising an eyebrow, I looked back over my shoulder. He was tall with dark, curly hair that sort of did its
own thing. Duke
was shorter with blond hair. Both of them were muscr, as one would expect bodyguards to be.
I was honest. “I hadn‘t noticed. Frankly, I‘m surprised you did.” Seraphine was much older than me, defi
nitely not the type of woman one would expect to be giggling over young cute boys.
“I‘m not looking for me,” she gently tapped the tip of my nose. “It‘s just… you need to start thinking abo
ut your future. You‘re a beautiful single woman. Just because you‘re about to have a baby,
that doesn‘t mean that your life is over. You and Mr. Soren insist that you‘re just friends, so
you may as well look for another man that you‘re interested in romantically.”
I didn‘t know what Seraphine was getting at exactly, but I wasn‘t interested in dating any of the
guards, or anyone. “Thank you, Seraphine,” I smiled, “But I think I‘ll wait until after the baby is born to
think about potentially dating.”
Seraphine didn‘t say anything else, and I grabbed several more skeins of yarn, this
time in a dark blue color, before leading the way up to the counter to pay for everything.
Once I‘d made my purchase here, I headed over to the dress shop.
But I stopped short of going in.
Another store caught my eye.
A pawnshop.
I remembered Soren mentioning it that morning over breakfast, but it wasn‘t until right that
moment that I realized that I needed to
enter the store. “Seraphine,” I said, tugging on her arm. “I need to go in here.”
“Into the pawnshop?” she questioned. “Why?”
I didn‘t answer her. Instead, I walked inside and headed up to the counter, my fingers
going to the back of my neck with determination, I needed to do this.
I unhooked my ne and set it down on the counter. “How much would you give me for this?” I aske
d the man.
1 nced up at him. He was older, with
scrutinizing green eyes and white hair. “Is it real?” he asked me.
“It is,” I said, figuring he had ways of telling whether or not the jewels were real.
He made a noise in the back of his throat that made me think he didn‘t believe me.
Seraphine looked at the man‘s shifty eyes, she cleared her throat, seemingly talking only to me, but I w
as sure the man could hear it. “Miss, don‘t worry, they will give us
a fair price. You know, good thing that we
had our guards with us today.” And then she looked outside and nced over at the two guards, implyi
ng to the man that if he wasn‘t honest, he might get himself in trouble.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at me, Seraphine and the guards, then pulled out a tool from beneath
his counter, he examined the gemstones. His tune changed. “I‘ll be,” he mumbled. “They are real.”
“Yes, they are,” I confirmed.
The amount of money he offered me for the ne was so much, I almost fell backward onto the lino
leum floor. I understand that it was probably worth even more than that because pawnshops never give
a person what their item is actually worth. They have to make a profit, too. I didn‘t care. I took the
money.
And I didn‘t wait around for him to fill out a form so that I could get it back in a few months if I paid him
back the money.
I wouldn‘t be doing that.
After I had the money, I went to the dress shop and picked out a beautiful red dress to
wear to dinner with
Soren. I noticed he liked it when I wore red. He was alwaysplimentary, no matter what I wore, but
when I wore red, he told me I was beautiful even more than when I wore other colors.
As we were getting ready to pay, Seraphine said, “Oh, Ro! Look at this ne!”
It was a simple diamond pendant in the shape of an infinity loop, but it was
very pretty, and I needed something else to wear now that my neck was bare. I liked how the infinity fig
ure–eight symbolized that life went on, no matter how our circumstances changed.
I thought of my baby and how we had made it this far, against the odds. The ne seemed perfect.
I added the ne to my purchases and paid before heading home.
Once we got there, I started crocheting, but I wasn‘t working on the baby‘s
nket at the moment. I had another project in mind.
About six o‘clock, I got a text from Soren.
“I‘ll be there in about an hour to pick you up. Will you have enough time to get ready?”
He was always so polite. No ordering me around or demanding that I drop everything.
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“Yes, that‘s plenty of time,” I told him. Then I added, “How was your day?”
He sent an emoji that told me his day had been a bit irritating, but then said, “It‘s about to get a whole lo
t better as soon as I see you.” He was always so sweet.
I got dressed in the red gown I‘d bought. I also put on some strappy silver sandals
I‘d gotten. They were ts. I didn‘t want to take any chances of
falling. I put on some diamond earrings, one of Soren‘s
gifts, and the ne. It seemed a little strange having it on, but I was d to have something back ar
ound my neck, and it did look nice.
When I was all ready to go, I dropped Soren‘s finished gift into a bag, one of the many I had collected fr
om the presents he‘d given me, and headed to the living room to wait for him.
It was only a few minutes before he knocked on the door. When I opened
it, he was standing there with a bright smile and a bouquet of red tulips, his
tie the same shade of red as my gown. “How did you know?” | asked.
“Oh,e on!” he said. “My guards are good at something.”
Iughed and he leaned
in to kiss my cheek. His lips were warm and his breath was minty, but I felt safe and respected as any fr
I put the flowers away and then extended the bag to him. “And for once, I have a gift for you!”
“A gift for me?” He seemed shocked. “Really?”
“Yeah,” I said, suddenly feeling shy. What if he didn‘t like it? “I mean… you might not get to use it much a
felt really silly for making it, actually. It wasn‘t the kind of gift a person who lived on an ind needed.
Soren pulled out
the scarf I had crocheted for him. I expected him to be polite and say how thoughtful I was, how nice it w
and we lived on a tropical ind. What was I thinking even making it for him?
“Is this a scarf?” Soren asked, his eyes widening. “Did you make this?” He didn‘t wait for me to answer.
this is perfect! You know, I do so much traveling, and I go to cold ces sometimes, and I never have on
this. You are so amazing, Ro!” He leaned in and hugged me so tightly, I could tell he really meant it.
I couldn‘t believe it–
he was really excited and happy that I had made him a scarf, despite the climate here.
“You‘re wee,” I hugged him back–politely.
Soren let go of me but offered his hand. “Shall we?” he asked.
“Sure,” I said, taking it.
“I hope you don‘t mind, but I thought we‘d drive
into town and go to a restaurant for dinner tonight. When I heard that you‘d bought a beautiful dress, I
didn‘t want to keep you at home. I wanted to show you off to everyone.”
I couldn‘t help but smile at him. “Sure. That sounds fun.” I‘d never had anyone want to
show me off before–at least, not that they would admit.
“Great.” We walked along together beneath a sky transitioning from pinks and oranges to a field of dark
blue full of stars, and I felt like I was truly appreciated in every way.
Ilifted my hand to finger my ne, like I did a thousand times a day. It felt different between my finge
it was a different ne, and the
symbol meant something different. But it also meant Ethan wasn‘t the only one who had moved on.